(Words and Music by Meaghan Smith) Here I sit In my red chapeau The table's dimly lit As I take off my coat Didn't you say that you'd meet me here at
What do we have here You're wearing some serious battle gear But you're wounded underneath How are we supposed to talk when you're Armed to the teeth
(Words and Music by Meaghan Smith) It's in our hello In the way your smile glows And it's in our good bye In the tear in your eye And all in between
I thought it would have been spring by now And I thought my tears could have melted the snow I thought I would have started to know my way around And
A breeze of air blows in from nowhere Nothing that I can see But his scent comes back to me It comes back to me Like ice fingertips A frozen kiss on
You are like a game of cards to me And you play with a perfect poker face I see But I'm playing with all my cards on the table And all you can say is